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Three Score and Ten in Retrospect medicine." It was 50 yards down the hill, so Dad started his arms swinging like a windmill at the top of the hill. By the time he got to the bottom, going about 50 mph at his own estimate, he hit the kid like a bulldozer, ran right over the top of him and knocked him senseless. After that, Dad had the respect he needed. Another time he was being chased down the hill by a taunting schoolmate, he stopped suddenly, turned and held out his fist without swinging it. The other guy, not being able to stop that quickly, ran straight into his fist and was knocked cold. These are the only two recorded instances of violence in an otherwise pacifist existence (excepting the courtroom). Once when Dad was down in the field west of the tracks, the men were haying with the use of a haywagon and some horses. Previously, a side-delivery rake had been used to put the hay into windrows. Men on the ground forked the hay up onto the wagon and then a person on the wagon spread out and evened the load. While they were doing this, one of the forkers ran his pitchfork right through the palm of Dad's father's hand. He got down off the haywagon and worked salt and water through from the palm out the back of his hand. When this process was completed, he wrapped a bandanna handkerchief around the wound, put his glove back on and finished the day's work. Notwithstanding the treatment, it healed beautifully. We have often wondered if the curative powers of the bandanna had anything to do with why Dad always carried his razor wrapped in a bandanna when he sent it in a suitcase on the airlines. Dad was very artistic, and told us many times about a special correspondence course he took in cartooning. His mother, who had worked at the Paris millinery shop in Salt Lake before she was married, still found time amidst the home responsibilities to run a millinery shop in Coalville with Aunt Amy. It was called "The Hat Box." His mother was very talented, creative and fashion-conscious. This environment obviously had an effect on Dad, because he always loved the artistic touches in anything he did or observed. O n one occasion his mother, being a wonderful seamstress, made a costume for Maxine to wear in the school

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Three Score and Ten in Retrospect medicine." It was 50 yards down the hill, so Dad started his arms swinging like a windmill at the top of the hill. By the time he got to the bottom, going about 50 mph at his own estimate, he hit the kid like a bulldozer, ran right over the top of him and knocked him senseless. After that, Dad had the respect he needed. Another time he was being chased down the hill by a taunting schoolmate, he stopped suddenly, turned and held out his fist without swinging it. The other guy, not being able to stop that quickly, ran straight into his fist and was knocked cold. These are the only two recorded instances of violence in an otherwise pacifist existence (excepting the courtroom). Once when Dad was down in the field west of the tracks, the men were haying with the use of a haywagon and some horses. Previously, a side-delivery rake had been used to put the hay into windrows. Men on the ground forked the hay up onto the wagon and then a person on the wagon spread out and evened the load. While they were doing this, one of the forkers ran his pitchfork right through the palm of Dad's father's hand. He got down off the haywagon and worked salt and water through from the palm out the back of his hand. When this process was completed, he wrapped a bandanna handkerchief around the wound, put his glove back on and finished the day's work. Notwithstanding the treatment, it healed beautifully. We have often wondered if the curative powers of the bandanna had anything to do with why Dad always carried his razor wrapped in a bandanna when he sent it in a suitcase on the airlines. Dad was very artistic, and told us many times about a special correspondence course he took in cartooning. His mother, who had worked at the Paris millinery shop in Salt Lake before she was married, still found time amidst the home responsibilities to run a millinery shop in Coalville with Aunt Amy. It was called "The Hat Box." His mother was very talented, creative and fashion-conscious. This environment obviously had an effect on Dad, because he always loved the artistic touches in anything he did or observed. O n one occasion his mother, being a wonderful seamstress, made a costume for Maxine to wear in the school